Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

"Stay in the car while I check out the area." Zayan says as he unbuckles his belt and pulls a damn gun from the dash, making my eyes widen in shock.

"My dad is running for office. It makes me a target during campaigns." He explains, making me press my lips together.

"I didn't say anything."

Zayan smirks, catching the silent judgment in my eyes anyway. "You didn't have to."

I roll my eyes, but inside, I'm thankful. I hate that I'm thankful. Because this shouldn't be happening. I shouldn't be here, chasing ghosts and clutching to the thin thread of a maybe.

He steps out of the car, scanning the surroundings like a trained agent, making me wonder how many things he can do. He's an excellent doctor, a great rider, and now he looks like a spy in disguise. Who am I friends with?

I follow him as I approach the building, ensuring whoever is here is able to see I didn't go against our agreement.

"I told you to stay in the damn car, Athena!" He hisses, but I just shake my head.

He lets out a curse and checks our surroundings when the door to the diner opens, making Zayan aim the gun.

"I don't know if I appreciate the gun aiming at me, Dr. Dawson. "A voice I recognize says to me, making me halt my tracks as blood drains from face.

Nurse Anna?

Anna was the nurse in charge every time I went for a checkup. She was like my personal nurse. She was also present when I was giving birth.

I loved how soft-spoken she was, and I treated her like a mother seeing her age.

"Anna?" I gasp, unable to address her by any other name since this was the only name we knew.

in. The

Zayan's jaw tightens,

"The fuck I will."

thin ice. Please."

trap?" He

arm.

right? I won't take

sure I do either anymore but he lowers the

gritted teeth, his voice low like a growl. His eyes flick to mine, and that one look says everything "Scream and

a quick nod before stepping into the

lit inside, dust particles swirling through the beams of weak yellow light. The tables are untouched, like a time capsule from a past no one visits anymore. Anna stands by one of the corner booths, hands clasped in

lines etched

Guilt.

gently, motioning to the

cautiously. My hands digging into my

moment before sighing. "You always

throat tightens. "What is this? Why are you here? That message, was

to go to a wrong person. I

a message that made my heart stop. Why didn't you do the double check

looks down, her eyes glassy. "I'm sorry for the pain you've been

you knew what happened to

She nods.

your child... didn't

The world tilts.

"What?" I whisper.

this